“There they are, the sleepy heads!” Marion smiled brightly. She looked up over their heads. “Mistletoe!” Izzie and Lakshmi looked up to see the Christmas greenery hanging in the archway to the kitchen. With a smile and a shrug, they gave each other a quick kiss.
“Oh now, where’s your Christmas spirit!” Marion and Eleanor came over quickly to envelope them in tight embraces, pressing their breasts and thighs against them and showering each with deep lingering kisses before also kissing each other sensuously. “There now! That’s a proper Christmas kiss under the Mistletoe. Tea’s ready.”
“Oh God yes please!” Lakshmi slumped into a chair. She accepted the steaming mug from Marion while trying hard not to stare at her girlfriend’s mother’s expanse of bare cleavage barely contained by the silky fabric. “Thank you. You look really festively beautiful this morning Mrs…. er Mom.”
“Thank you dear. Sometimes a girl’s just got to get her Christmas ho on!”
Izzie set her mug down. “No, really. You guys look really fabulous for this early in the morning.” She looked down at her old Doctor Who tee. “We get kind of used to being a bit ratty at university.”
“Well, have you been Naughty or Nice this year?”
Lakshmi laughed. “Maybe I was nice and naughty?”
Ellie passed by and whispered in her ear. “You were pretty naughty with me last night, weren’t you!”
Marion began setting out the plates. “Well, maybe Santa will bring you something nice.”
Eleanor went to the door and opened it wide to call her father and brother in from their snow shoveling. She stood defiantly in the door like a proud Viking Princess, defying the cold breeze that rippled at her silky clothing, pressing it against the curves of her hips and breasts. Lakshmi watched her over the rim of her mug, remembering briefly exploring those soft expanses of flesh last night. She rested a hand on Izzie’s thigh under the table and softly stroked it. Izzie leaned over and rubbed her head against her cheek affectionately. She was quite enjoying coming here for the holiday.
“Hey Loser!” Ellie shouted into the wind. “Tell Dad that breakfast is ready!” She shut the door and turned around, her nipples proudly erect beneath the silk.
After breakfast, the morning was spent in the kitchen. The stereo cycled through modern and traditional Christmas music as Marion set them all to chopping, stirring and measuring ingredients. Jack kept the dishes running. While Lakshmi sat at the table chopping celery for the turkey stuffing, she noticed a lot of casually brief touching as the family danced around to the music. “All I Want for Christmas is You” seemed to be especially popular, no matter who was singing it. Hands brushed against bottoms. Breasts leaned in to rub shoulders. She felt an electric charge as Marion’s breasts rubbed against her, lingering longer than they needed too as Marion set some shallots down on the cutting board. “Would you peel and chop these too please, my love? Thank you.”
Lakshmi turned to her and smiled, aware in her loins of how close Marion was, how easy it would be to kiss her breasts and suck on those nipples that she could see highlighted under her lingerie. “Sure, Mom!” Marion smiled and kissed her. “Such a good girl! I’m positive Santa will remember that.”